A Journal of My Dreams

Of cars and fish…

I was somewhere on vacation with my parents – Florida, I think. Had a room next to them, but it was still pretty much back and forth. Suddenly I was walking with my dad back to the motel, and I was looking forward to seeing the rental car the rental company had been supposed to park outside my room. Quite a few people had also had rental cars delivered, and it took some time to realize that the reason I couldn’t find the style I had been promised was because my room was actually one row over. Sure enough, found MY room, and found my silver something waiting on me.

Then we were fishing from a dock. My parents, aunts and uncles, I think my sister was there. I threw out my line and within seconds had a bite, a STRONG bite. I tried to reel it in, and it was pulling so hard that it actually pulled me into the water since I refused to let go of the fishing rod. My dad and uncle were immediately in after me, but it was okay, because the water had given way to a swamp, and although wet, I was on solid ground. With them holding on to me, I managed to reel in my catch – a really ugly greenish brown fish that was all of three inches long. It was weird, because the head was the size of that on a three or four pound fish, but the body was minnow size. My uncle took it off the hook for me, and tossed it back in the swamp. I worried about it suffocating, because he hadn’t thrown it back in the water, just the soggy ground. He laughed and told me to watch – my “fish” had frog legs and was happily hopping away. All of a sudden, I realized I’d hooked a mermaid that had transformed into the icky fish when she realized she couldn’t get loose…